Invincible Slaughter System

Wudao and others return and can dominate the world.

Leaving quietly, returning quietly, everything is so quiet.

The world still doesn't know that in this barbarian land, there is an army that can sweep the world.

After returning, Wu Dao did not take any actual action and allowed the army to rest.

During the sweep of the deserted area, even if there is no white haze, some strange things will happen, and some dead objects will become extremely aggressive. In the past two months, the army has been in a state of high mental shock. Down.

It's time to take a good rest.

However, no matter how barbaric this place is, it is not completely closed to news from the outside world.

After Wudao came back, Buddhist people came to his door and had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Zhao Yun, go and send away those Buddhist bald donkeys. If they resist, they will be slaughtered." Wu Dao ordered after learning the news. A group of bald donkeys also wanted to see him, daydreaming.

"Yes, lord." Zhao Yun responded.

…

Imperial City, living room.

Here, two monks sit with Buddha rings on their heads, wearing golden cassocks. They look kind-hearted and solemn. They closed their eyes tightly.

But inside, he is an extremely dirty executioner who will not even spare a newborn baby.

At this time, Zhao Yun strode in from outside. Without looking at the two monks, he sat directly at the front seat.

Zhao Yun's arrival could not open the eyes of the two monks, they were still closed tightly.

"You two bald donkeys, why are you here? Could it be alms?" Zhao Yun spoke, his tone not polite at all.

After hearing Zhao Yun's words, the auras around the two monks floated, but they did not open their eyes.

"Amitabha, why did the donor speak so rudely? Besides, why didn't the Evil Emperor come?" One of the monks said, although Zhao Yun's words were unpleasant, his tone was still very peaceful, and he did not seem to be angry at Zhao Yun's words.

"Ha." Zhao Yun smiled disdainfully, "Master, are you free to see me if you want? If you have something to say, just say it, and if nothing happens, get out. I won't have much time to say anything to you hypocritical bald donkeys. In addition, Do you really think you are someone? You don’t even look at me."

Zhao Yun repeatedly made rude remarks, which caused the auras of the two monks below to fluctuate somewhat terrifyingly.

The monk who spoke just now spoke: "We practice Buddhism and can't open our eyes for the rest of our lives. I hope the donor will forgive me. Please stop saying those indecent words." The indecent words he said were Refers to the bald donkey.

"Ha, is a bald donkey considered an indecent word? You two bald donkeys, get out of here if nothing happens." Zhao Yun stood up, with a slender figure and a stern face. His eyes were as sharp as two spears, and his iron bones were unyielding. He said politely.

When he came, Wu Dao said that there was no need to be polite to them, and it was no problem to kill them. In this case, how could Zhao Yun give them a good look, and there was even a faint murderous intention floating in his heart.

"Amitabha, you are so good. The donor has repeatedly slandered my Buddhism. He is really unbecoming and deserves a proper lesson." Zhao Yun despised them this time. The two Buddhist monks were already angry. The other monk Although there was no anger in his words, he grabbed Zhao Yun with one hand. Golden light burst out, and his big hand manifested, wanting to catch Zhao Yun in his palm and humiliate him.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yun smiled. The two peak immortal kings dared to use force in front of him. They really didn't know how to write the word "death".

"Boom." Zhao Yun didn't even move his hand. A huge aura rushed out from his body, directly bombarding the golden hand that was grabbing towards him and as big as a millstone...

"Poof." His big hand was crushed and shattered by the aura that came out of Zhao Yun's body, and bones, blood, and scum were splashed out.

"Ah!" The monk screamed, and his entire arm was blown to pieces.

"boom."

Then, a huge and vast pressure from the peak of the Immortal Emperor instantly filled the space.

"Bang bang." The two monks were immediately crushed to the ground.

"Do you really think you are a person?" Zhao Yun walked down lightly and said disdainfully.

"The peak of the Immortal Emperor." The two monks were trembling. Their previous calmness and calmness were completely gone. They were at a loss and in a state of embarrassment. This coercion directly suppressed all their power and knocked them down from the mortal world. They could no longer use it. A drop of energy and supernatural powers.

"Bang!" Zhao Yun stepped on the shiny bald head of the monk who had just attacked him, looked down and said: "My lord, are you the one you can see when you want to? You really think you are awesome and Buddhism is very powerful. It looks like that. Little does anyone know that in the eyes of the lord, it is just something that can be destroyed easily."

"Poof!" After saying that, Zhao Yun exerted force on his feet, and the shiny bald head under his feet exploded like a watermelon, and his soul was directly obliterated by Zhao Yun's pressure.

"Spare your life, my lord, spare your life." One of the companions was mercilessly trampled and his head exploded, which made the other monk feel frightened. The rich aura of death enveloped him, causing his body to tremble violently.

"Let him go." At this moment, Wudao's voice sounded: "Take a word with me and go back. In three days, you Buddhist priests will come to surrender. If you don't wait after the expiration date, you will bear the consequences."

"Yes, my lord." Upon hearing this, Zhao Yun put away his pressure and said disdainfully: "Get out of here. Do you still remember what my lord just said?"

"Remember...remember; within three days, let us Buddhist priests come and surrender. If you don't wait after the deadline, you will be responsible for the consequences." The monk stood up, trembling, and said again in a panic.

"Get out." Zhao Yun kicked him away.

The monk took advantage of the situation and flew away in a mess. He could save his life and keep chanting about Amitabha, the Infinite God.

Sunset, dusk.

Night, shrouded.

Wu Dao appeared alone in the dean's room deep in the Immortal Academy.

He saw Zhao Kui dealing with trivial matters during the day.

"I've met His Majesty the Evil Emperor." Zhao Kui quickly stood up and bowed down to salute.

At the first glance, he was so shocked by the innocent eyes that he broke out in cold sweat. It was so terrifying. No matter who it is, they will be shocked.

Wudao sat in, tapped the table in front of him with his right hand, and said calmly: "Are there any good seeds?"

"Yes, even the divine body cannot enter His Majesty's eyes, right?" Zhao Kui asked cautiously.

"How can a person with a physique descended from the sky be as good as the one in the sky?" Wu Dao said expressionlessly: "Are there any young people who are mortal but outstanding?"

"Well, your Majesty said that there really is one." Zhao Kui continued: "His name is Qin Feng. He was born in an ordinary family. His talent is average. It is difficult to even make progress in cultivation, and his physique is extremely poor. His realm Although he is low, his combat prowess is quite outstanding and he was recruited into the academy. In the past few months, I have been observing Qin Feng and found that he seems to have returned to his ancestors."